she was like a falling star I tried to catch in my hands

I only got burned

All men eventually meet that one woman, that star that burns too bright in his heart.  All men dream of walking alone with her in the moonlight.  All men are destined to have their dreams and desires destroyed.  Lucky men come back from that and have some fun with someone who knows what love is.

there are nightmares calling,

shooting stars falling,

brightly burning,

for an instant.

~

jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

she’s not hiding her light